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June 24.
Coffee with my lovely new friend Shannan at Java Monkey. I am one of those individuals that is generally sort of dumbstruck when standing at the cash register facing a large menu board of coffee drinks. I'm not much of a coffee drinker and don't really know the difference between a latte, espresso, americano, etc. I picked a soy mocha latte and it was served to me with beautifully rendered foam on top.
I think this will have to be my new drink of choice when ordering fancy coffee whatnots because it's just so darned pretty.
Had to open up the aperture all the way and lose some detail on this one because it was a bit dim in the coffee shop. Next time I'll bring a different lens and get a better shot.
See also the Latte Etching pool and the Latte Art pool.
Java, my first partner's dog I just learned this past Saturday was put to sleep. She was 12 years old.
I've never met a dog in my entire life that was as unique and special as she was. Java was part Grey Wolf and German Shepherd. She was so incredibly smart and just aware of her entire surroundings. If she had met you just once, she would have remembered who you were and be so excited to see you. When you stared into her marbley gold eyes....it was like she was staring into your soul.... I will always treasure the time we shared together...
Rest in Peace girl....
I will see you one day again on the Rainbow Bridge....
Java Indonesia - Baron beach
Prambanan Taman Wisata Candi
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Yogyakarta also Jogja, Jogjakarta is a city and the capital of Yogyakarta Special Region in Java, Indonesia. It is renowned as a centre of classical Javanese fine art and culture such as batik, ballet, drama, music, poetry, and puppet shows. Yogyakarta was the Indonesian capital during the Indonesian National Revolution from 1945 to 1949. One of the districts in Yogyakarta, Kotagede, was the capital of Mataram Sultanate between 1575 and 1640. The city is named after the Indian city of Ayodhya from the Ramayana epic. Yogya means 'suitable, fit, proper', and karta, 'prosperous, flourishing' (i.e., 'a city that is fit to prosper').
source:en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yogyakarta
This is Time Lapse about Yogyakarta and places that popular there.
This video was created with 4104 RAW images and taken over a span of a month. This video is a Yogyakarta Time Lapse videos that I have shot from May 30 - June 28 2013.
This video was shot on a camera : Nikon D7000, Tamron SP AF17-50mm F/2.8 XR Di II LD Aspherical IF.
and other gear used: Takara HA-24B Tripod, Excell UFO 360 Tripod, Excell HD-10 BallHead
And I also Post Processing those images with LRTimelapse 2 combine with Adobe Lightroom 4 then finishing and render with Adobe After Effects CS5.
Music: UNGU - Yogyakarta [ A tribute to KLA Project ]
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Java went to Heaven yesterday (2/4/08) - - - - - (Java with his toys during a playtime, photo taken 1/23/08)
I helped Java find a new home quite a few years ago. It has been a pleasure to get to know his wonderful family as friends.
What a handsome big guy Java was. He lived a long, happy, fun-filled and very contented life. He was treated like the Prince that he was. He wanted for nothing.... well, except always "more cookies, please, mom"! :) From sharing popcorn on the couch with mom to having his very own bedroom.... what a spoiled boy he was (the way it should be!). He had a wonderful Borzoi smile and an uncanny sense of love and humor that will live on in the many wonderful memories of his family.
Java is deeply missed by both his family and me.
He will live on in our hearts forever.
Run with the wind, Java....
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I Haven’t Left At All
I saw you gently weeping as you looked through photographs;
You paused for just a moment at one that made you laugh.
But as you turned more pages, the tears began to flow.
You whispered that you missed me but I want you to know;
I softly licked those stinging tears that down your cheeks did fall
I want to help you understand I haven’t left at all.
On days that you are overcome with sorrow, pain and grief,
I rest my head upon your leg to offer some relief.
And when you take our walking path I’ve seen you turn around;
I know you surely heard my paws upon the ground.
At night while you are sleeping, I snuggle at your side;
You stroke my fur as you touch that place where I used to lie.
You say it’s just your heart playing tricks upon your mind
But rest assured I’m really there, my spirit’s stayed behind.
I know your heart is hurting; it’s like an open sore
You think my life has ended and you won’t see me anymore.
But for those of us bound tight by love, death is not the curtain call;
It’s really the eternal beginning that waits for us all.
So, dear Master, live your life as I patiently wait
For us to be together when you pass through Heaven’s gate.
(author unknown)
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We made a tour in horse carriages through the rural surroundings of Borobudur.
We visited some farmhouses, saw how local families lived, how their houses were built, how they prepared meals and what they grew on the fields.
All in all very interesting, and I enjoyed the open and friendly people.
I was able to make above sketches on location, sometimes you get just enough time. The below sketch of the ricefields was made during the traintrip, and was a compilation of what I saw through the window.